why are you here?

I've moved:http://www.brocktologist.com

mas fotografias

So the past 2 weeks have been pretty interesting. I've blown the intake manifold on my car (again), gotten a job at the local Earth Fare market (and wondered how I was going to get there), and seen a pirate ghost down by the harbor...among other things. Haven't done anything too exciting really other than lay on the beach and read a few books. I did, however, hang out at a bar the other night where the bartender was from England and a particular redneck thought it appropriate to call him "cheerio" the whole day...hah, that was amusing. She then went on to tell us that she knows French and Spanish as well so she can "go anywhere in the world and get me a Budweiser!" Anyway, here are some pics and stuff...oh, and, WOOT WOOT GO BRASIL!!!!!

Clouds never looked so good...


BISMILLAH R'RAHMAN R'RAHIM lol


Taken from Folly County Park...


Downtown somewhere...King St I believe


And this one is for Marcelo!

All City...

Well well well, I'm here in Chucktown and it is gorgeous. The house is gorgeous, the city is gorgeous, and I'm sure the beach is gorgeous as well although I haven't made it there yet. I don't want to make this long, but I would just like to say that I'm happy to be back in a city that breathes. By this I mean that Charleston has a soul, an identity, and a side to it that most people probably overlook when they come here. How do I know this you ask? Graffiti. Graffiti is proof of all these things. It exhibits the emotions of anyone fortunate enough to afford a can of spray paint. Some of it is good and some of it is bad, but it all serves its purpose. You don't need a PhD in art history to appreciate it. Its cyclical and essential to a city's life just like our own respiratory system is to ours. Its not permanent and it's not guaranteed, but at the same time it is always there. One day you might see a gigantic mural and the next it could be gone...something different in its place. How awesome is that? Oh, and it's fun to look at too! Enjoy the pictures! (Click to enlarge)

I can't drive twenty-five

Yep, thats right folks, Southpoint Dr. is now 25. I didn't think it would ever happen considering it has been one of the few residential streets here in Lexington still boasting the oh-so-rebellious 35 mph speed limit...but I've been proved wrong. Yesterday (Sunday) was a very exciting day jam-packed with plenty of police cars and flashing lights as Lexington's finest made examples of all the criminal housewives smuggling groceries home in their minivans! There was a constant stream of what I would consider to be harmless residents who have probably lived on this street for nearly 30 years getting tickets because the city decided to pull a quick on such a dangerous neighborhood...shame on us for driving our automobiles quicker than bicycles oh fellow Southsiders! With such a police presence in the neighborhood these days you would think they built a Krispy Kreme to accompany all the wonderful new speed zone signs; however, I can assure you that is not the case. With 2 violent murders here in Lexington in less than a span of three weeks you would think all these lazy fat-ass cops could find something better to focus their attention towards on such a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

yeah yeah yeah....

just getting this thing started for the summer. patience please. thanks.

for now here is a random video of me playing with a yo-yo...enjoy